Pulled up

Rolled up

Eyes red, no sober

Fell on the sofa, that blunt look like Yoda

Cup filled with soda, There must be a motive

Between you an I, then its mixed with some coater

Hold up, Like I don't know who's what, Or where how

All that I know is, If I don't get high then ill probably bug out

Up late, I go wild

Lost her, alone now

These thoughts are just so loud

In My Head, I know that I'm not dead

But sometimes more often, It feels like I have been

That's sad-an I'm sorry..

Imagined much more..

Trapped in my sorrow

I want you to know

What happens tomorrow

Is on me alone

Hate Myself sometimes it's crazy

Wish I'd Die right here

Right here.. (Right here...)

Hate Myself sometimes it's crazy

Wish I'd Die right here

Right here.. (Right here...)

All that I know is

When I am awake, all of my thoughts are just dark an misshaped

It's not what you want, It is what you think

My boat caught a sail, Its destined to sink

Stressing, I'm blessed But I'm pessimistic

So ill question to death Weather I'm meant to live

In this world that we know, Put some salt on your wrists

Cause you're likely to fall from a cut that you've missed

An its all in my head

It's all in my head..

Its all in my head, No its all in my head..

..no its all in my head...